Today we are cancelling the apocalypse.

I gotta get up at 5 o'clock in the morning and sparkle,

me at least, sparkle.

I know what some of your big city no bra wear and hairy-legged women livers might say.

Welcome to maximum film, it's episode 269, and we're having a time.

It's your host if you lightweight and in the booth with me all my friends.

So let me introduce you them.

First up, we have the Queen of the Midwest

who often fights me on that.

But besides that, a wonderful festival programmer, super producer,

Dreya Clark, what's good? What's good with me actually tangentially involves you?

It may surprise you to hear.

I was in Palm Springs this weekend for a wedding.

My dear friend, Becca, married a lovely gentleman named David.

And it was one of those really fun melting pot

weddings that was like Midwestern farmer Persian Jewish wedding so like

whole lot of stuff, of different traditions,

and they made the ceremony their own,

which I always love, very fun.

And then also one of those dance party receptions,

which are my favorite kind, where every song, like as my years increase, I'm like, oh, God, we should not be singing along to these words.

This is, this was ridiculous when I was young but all these old people yelling

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